Fate of the Seer: The Vampire Flynn - Book Three by Peter Dawes

Author:Peter Dawes [Dawes, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crimson Melodies
Published: 2014-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The interior opened up into a spacious room, a set of stairs in the far end of the room winding up to a second floor. Glass fixtures hung from the ceiling, reflecting a sparse amount of multicolored light and making the room seem to dazzle in places. A large bar ran most of the length of a far wall, groups of tables arranged to flank a large dance floor where the crowds danced in much more controlled, much less licentious manners than I had become accustomed to witnessing. My brow remained knit, steps slowing to take in the scene while scarcely able to believe Emil called such a place home.

He laughed, drawing my gaze back toward him. “Do you not own businesses where you are from?” he asked, sidestepping to keep me in his periphery while leading us through the mass of people.

I shook my head, a smile of wonder spreading across my face. “Ingenious,” I said, the volume of my voice growing louder to match suit. “If any of us do, I am not aware of it.”

“Lazy Americans.” He punctuated the comment with a wink, turning fully to continue cutting a path toward the back. In the meantime, my focus shifted to the rest of the room again, examining the individuals in the crowd a little closer. Considering this had been presented as a haven for vampires, I strained to pick out which of the gathered throng were immortal and failed in the task. While I could sense kindred, I struggled to single any one of them out and began to believe the exercise futile.

It was not until I caught the attention of a blonde-haired female that I finally felt that familiar shiver and knew its origin. Sinking into the part, I perked an eyebrow at her as we passed, my steps not pausing even if time itself seemed to slow. Her locks had been cut short, and knee-high boots ended a few inches below a pleated skirt. Her blouse had been opened to reveal an ample amount of cleavage, crystal blue irises waiting for me when my eyes found hers once more. Immediately, I knew I had lingered in appraisal too long. The curl of her lips bore a seductive tenor and she headed in our direction before I could glance away.

Inwardly, I swore at myself.

Emil paused when she caught his attention, turning to face the shorter woman and opening his arms to envelope her in an embrace. They exchanged kisses on each cheek, and though she met his gaze when they drifted apart, it took seconds for her to glance next at me. I could not understand what she said at first, but Emil chuckled, ignoring whatever it was in favor of switching back to English. “Irina, this is Peter,” he said. “He is visiting us from America. Peter, Irina is from a sister coven in Moscow. My master has been kind enough to let her and her father stay with us for a holiday.”

Irina lifted a hand, which I promptly took hold of, lifting the back of her palm to my lips.

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